[ He couldn't miss if it were a normal being inside that body. But it is not a normal being inside that body and the knife is about an inch from Apep's face when it stops dead in its trajectory. It simply floats there before the pointed edge flips over and turns back towards Giles.
Apep gives an impassive looks back at Giles and the knife he had tried to use. He flicks his wrist in another angry, jarring, motion. The knife flies towards Giles, only missing his head by an inch or two. That's not to say it hasn't cut his cheek though. ] That simply won't do. Oh well. I'm sure you'll make a decent sacrifice then.
[ And as if on cue black, viscous tendrils ooze and drip out of the walls and ceiling. Their target is Giles' limbs and body and they'll stop at nothing to restrain the man in question. ]
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Apep gives an impassive looks back at Giles and the knife he had tried to use. He flicks his wrist in another angry, jarring, motion. The knife flies towards Giles, only missing his head by an inch or two. That's not to say it hasn't cut his cheek though. ] That simply won't do. Oh well. I'm sure you'll make a decent sacrifice then.
[ And as if on cue black, viscous tendrils ooze and drip out of the walls and ceiling. Their target is Giles' limbs and body and they'll stop at nothing to restrain the man in question. ]